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Motherfuckers always in the barber shop, nah I'm just playin Ay, nigga I'm so motherfuckin' P, I make this bitch I don't even pay for the motherfuckin' drinks Nor, the motherfuckin' Meal City boy Money in the air, throw that ass on the floor Keep them big shooters, case them niggas want smoke Anything goes, you can get it, let me know Anything goes, you can get it, let me know Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it Go to the ground and make it Ay, make it, ay, make it, ay, make it Don't let my niggas make it I'm a big stepper, 100 round trendsetter Trippie when I'm fully loaded, tell the hoes catch up Ayy don't ask for the price, it cost a lot Bitch, I'm blowin' bands in a brand new drop Do a split on the dick, bust it open, rub the clit F*ck a boring hoe for real, need a savage with the shits Lotta shooters in this bitch, f*ck around and get dropped Moon walking with the sticks Make a thriller when it's hot I said go up, go up, all my shooters go up Money clean the floor, face down, hold up Like a shooting star, bae, you look better at the top Bend it over, bend it over, girl, make that ass drop Money in the air, throw that ass on the floor Keep them big shooters, case them niggas want smoke Anything goes, you can get it, let me know Anything goes, you can get it, let me know Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it Go to the ground and make it Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it Don't let my niggas make it Uncomfortable, I don't do the back and forth I'm like Santa Claus, I got all the hoes She a church girl, but she a freak on that pole She a church girl, but she a freak on that pole Bitches be all in my DMs, askin' to see them But I just delete them, oh, that's your girl Not for this weekend, we was in Cabo, summer all season She call me baby, no Justin Bieber Swallow my kids, oh, you don't believe me Take niggas hoes, this shit easy Nigga, we viral, we all on TV I said, go up, go up, all my shooters go up Money clean the floor, face down, hold up Like a shooting star, bae, you look better at the top Bend it over, bend it over, girl, make that ass drop Money in the air, throw that ass on the floor Keep them big shooters, case them niggas want smoke Anything goes, you can get it, let me know Anything goes, stop playin', let them know we make it Make it, make it, make it, ayy, ayy Go to the ground and make it Make it, ayy, make it, ayy, ayy Make it, don't let my niggas make it The hoes love it though Yeah, I bet they do I bet you if you had a daughter my age, she'd be on my team Yeah, I bet
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